(Are you sure it's fine? Leaving that lovely girl just like that~) (Lilith)
A mischievous voice, tantalizingly familiar, echoed within Lyan's thoughts, as if it were woven into the very fabric of his consciousness.
"You mean Wilhelmina?" Lyan's tone feigned ignorance, though his mind danced with the recognition of that playful presence.
(Isn't her mind currently in disarray? This might be the perfect moment to exert your influence, you know. She's no ordinary maiden, after all. Just nudge her desires a bit, and she could be under your spell.) (Lilith)
Lilith's words bore a teasing edge, a dance of jest and cunning. But beneath the jest lay a deeper intention, one that alluded to the extraordinary gifts and powers that Wilhelmina possessed. She was a being of unparalleled rarity, her very essence a tapestry of uniqueness. Aligning with her could undoubtedly yield a trove of advantages.
